Chapter 6: When it rains, it pours.

The DMV, the following morning.

Humphrey's POV:

My head was spinning as I sat in DMV, waiting for my number to be called. My wait was uneventful as the buzz of movement and chatter of those around me formed a background, punctuated occasionally by the PA announcing a number and available counter. From the looks of it I still had some time to wait until my number was announced but this suited me fine as I had a lot on my mind. Earlier that morning I'd met with my late brother's attorney, who'd filled me in on the details of my inheritance. Admittedly I'd been so shocked that I had him repeat himself three times, thinking I'd misheard.

Flashback, attorney's office, earlier that morning.

"Welcome Humphrey, please have a seat." He'd said to me as I entered, closing the door gently behind me before moving forwards and sitting down at one of the chairs in front of his desk. I sat quietly and waited for him to speak as he finished filing some papers. After another few moments he stood up, walking around and sitting next to me, placing a hand on my knee and looking at me with eyes full of concern.

"Firstly Humphrey, let me just say that you have my deep condolences for your loss." He began. I could hear the sympathy in his voice which only made it worse as I hung my head, holding back tears. I was sad that my brother was gone, not because I knew him well but because now I would never have the chance to.

After I said nothing for a bit he continued speaking, "Thankfully I didn't need to provide your brother legal advice much but he seemed like a good man." He paused again, perhaps giving me a chance to speak but I didn't trust my voice so I just nodded silently. He continued to wait for a moment before speaking once more which I was relieved with since being here just reminded me of things I'd rather not think about.

"I don't want to rush but you know why we're here today; the matter of your inheritance. As the last surviving member you'll naturally be receiving the inheritance and life insurance payouts of..." He trailed off as he realised I wasn't listening and admittedly, if someone had asked me then what he'd just said I would've been hard pressed to answer.

"Well I won't bore you with the details but as your brother instructed almost everything was sold and the money placed in a trust fund for you when you turn 18. There's also a car which has been stored at the DMV for you to collect."

He didn't speak for a while and I looked up to find him looking at me with a slightly aggrieved expression. "Sorry, I am listening. Car at the DMV." I said quickly, giving him a guilty look. 'He's just doing his job after all.' I thought to myself, making sure I sat up a little and listened properly.

He sighed after another moment before continuing. "It's alright, I know this isn't easy for you. As you say there's a car at the DMV for you to collect and a trust fund for you to gain access to at 21. You'll be given a monthly allowance in the meantime but the final figure for the account is..." He paused, pulling out a sheet of paper to check the figure. "Three million, four hundred and twenty nine thousand dollars and thirteen cents." He read from the page.

I looked up at him, thinking I must've misheard. "Excuse me?"

End flashback.

I look up as my number is called, the tinny voice over the PA dragging me from my thoughts as I stand up, heading towards the appointed counter where a rather large and very bored looking woman sat waiting. 'Is there a requirement to fit the stereotype to work in places like this?' I thought to myself, having been through a number of public service buildings like this and noticing they all seem to be manned by the same types of people.

"Hi there, I'm here to pick up a vehicle as well as apply for a special exception license." I say with a smile, knowing that matching attitudes with her would only make this work. She looks up at me sceptically, taking in my age as I hand her the letter the attorney gave me. She skimmed through letter quickly before nodding a little, turning to her computer and starting to type.

"Well that's fine, I assume you need the license before the car?" She asked without looking up from her computer. I honestly wasn't sure if she was being sarcastic but decided to let it go, smiling once more and nodding, "That's right."

She nodded slowly, still typing away, though what I wasn't altogether sure. 'Probably on minesweeper.' I thought to myself as she spoke up again. "Alright then, do you understand the rules and such for the SX license?" She asked to which I nodded once more. "Okay well I have to read this anyway..."

DMV, Underground car park, 90 minutes later.

I sighed as I stepped out of the elevator into the underground car park, looking down at the license in my hand and tutting a little at the photo, 'Not my best.' I thought to myself. I approached the office window, gently ringing the bell to get someone's attention when I couldn't see anyone there.

"Can I help you?" A voice suddenly spoke from behind me, causing me to jump in surprise. "Haha sorry, it can get a little boring around here." A man in his early thirties said as I turned around, accepting the offered handshake. "So seriously how can I help?" He repeated after a moment with a grin before looking down and reading the form I handed him.

"Just here to collect a car." I said, pausing for a moment before adding with a grin, "And state the obvious."

He chuckled at that and turned to enter the office, nodding slowly. "16B huh? She's a beauty alright. I was wondering if anyone was ever gonna come for it." He said over his shoulder as he searched a wall of keys, eventually plucking a set down and exiting the office.

"Well the paperwork's all done, I'll take you over and you can go. Except... you have a license right?" He added, giving me a meaningful look to indicate my age.

"All covered." I said, chuckling as I showed him my license. We walked in silence through the rows of cars before I realised that something he said had bothered me.

"So why didn't you think anyone would come for the car?" I asked, tilting my head to the side and giving him a curious look as we walked.

"Huh, oh nothing really." He said, pausing before continuing after he saw my raising eyebrow at his rather lacking answer.

"It's just that inheritance cars normally don't stick around long. A month or two at most. People either want them or want them sold as soon as possible. Not to mention this one had special conditions as well." He stopped talking again. I swear his habit of not explaining things properly was starting to annoy me as I spoke, "Special conditions?" He looked at me in surprise, as though he'd never spoken to anyone at work this much before.

"Yeah well when it came in there were a few conditions about storage as well as a work permit for a specific mechanic from somewhere a little out of town to come and service it every six months. He must've been here not two weeks ago so the car should be in perfect condition."

He stopped walking and gesturing towards one of the cars. I turned in the direction he was pointing and saw the characters 'B 16' on the ground. Lifting my gaze I couldn't help it as I took in the car that was parked there as he slid the cover off. My jaw dropped a little and my eyes widened slightly in surprise. "What!?"

A/N: Bonus chapter! Wasn't going to release until tomorrow but it's done so why not? There'll be one tomorrow as well. You can thank The Lone Omega for this one more or less, he motivated me to get it done early. Huge shout out for him, he's an awesome guy and his stories are great, please check them out if you haven't already.